I came to realize that volunteers don’t always need to be evangelists or medical missionaries. Our job is to live a consecrated Christian life so that people can see our happiness and be led by our good example.
Life Hope Centers purpose is to connect with and meet the needs of people in urban communities. They offer a wholistic approach to physical, emotional, social, and spiritual development and often accomplish this through free seminars, resources, and services.
For the first time in history, more than half of earth’s population lives in urban areas. By 2050, that number is expected to be 70 percent. Our volume and rate of ministry haven’t kept pace with the global movement towards urbanization.
For the past few years, the Seventh-day Adventist Church has focused attention on Mission to the Cities which calls on members to get involved in sharing Christ’s love with people in the largest cities of the world.
I didn’t get to do many amazing things. I don’t even know how many people I may have helped. But I do know one thing: Jesus loves me. And I have experienced it for myself. And that is more than worth it.
He was the target of death threats and bottles filled with rocks. Sometimes his head was drenched in blood, other times his body was wracked with pain from pummeling. Yet all this he counted joy, to suffer for his Messiah.
Six feet beat the streets of Pretoria, South Africa. Their pace is brisk and purposeful, driven by a sense of urgency. They dodge traffic, navigate crowds, and climb endless flights of stairs in the city’s towering apartment buildings. Then suddenly, they stop.
Out of more than 135 ethnic groups in Myanmar, the Shan are the largest group. Their traditional beliefs and culture are very strong, and for many decades Christian missionaries were unable to share Jesus’ love with them.
As I sat in my pew relishing in the fact that I was living the life most others only dream about, I had no idea that God was about to teach me my first mission-field lesson and that my teacher would be that high-heeled, scantily clad woman.
Georgia began to visit the Biswas women, teaching them English from the Bible once a week. Soon all but Nanibala lost interest, but to Georgia’s delight, she could see the Word of God taking root in the young girl’s heart.
The only feasible way to get to the mission station in this remote and primitive area was by a single engine, five-seat airplane, called a Rapide. The sides were made of canvas, but we made it safely, much to my relief.